Swamps Poems

Curse willful ignorance for the rusty chains it brings
Reigning in imagination’s course
Shuttering up heart and soul alike.

Don’t be afraid, hiding, not knowing something
For knowledge is an open, free river
Be well afraid of not learning in its currents.

Else understanding forever stands...Read More

It is at the half 
And the Hammies have not taken a bath 
Due to the rain 
Schedule was changed and that was a pain 
You see the UK had swamps like in Florida 
Delaying the little piggy’s invitation to...Read More

Cyrus...

President of the country, 
not like any that came before. 
Or... Like any that will follow. 
Standing in the gap between the flood, 
and the waters of eternity, 
threatening to consume the weak, 
kill the innocent, 
and feast on the...Read More

The men and women in red, white, and blue.
They put their life on the line for us, this is true.
Each with weapons, and boots on the ground.
Swimming in swamps, walking in desserts, and climbing up mounds.
Jumping out of planes.
Running into...Read More

Was it your hatred that pushed me to run from you
In the very first place?
But then,
If you hated me so much,
Why did you come on Earth too?
If it was with the intention of saving my soul
From the murky swamps of...Read More

bell bottom blue jeans
warm belly button showing
nineteen seventies

woodstock mad music
vietnam war in full swing
youth rebelling now

free love is rampant
people living in communes
churches pray like mad

usa magic
separation of  our youth
from solid parents

after kennedy
dr martin luther king
turned country wild

youth were change...Read More

Frogs like open toad shoes I'm told
Swamps might be where crocs are landing
A ninja likes to wear sneakers
Large shoes show good understanding!

The boss always looks for loafers
Detectives lean toward gumshoes
You'll see pumps in a hardware store
Clogs are what a plumber...Read More

[ All will tremble as the moment nears
  The time and place deciphered 
  Written on the spinning cube of Zet ]

All green things begin to wither
Clouds migrate toward the poles ;

Stage 1 has begun.

Wood no longer burns...Read More

My healthy right mind 
is not one likely to retain left brain
disparate details
more than elastic and interconnected trends.

So it has been with U.S. religious history recall.
I live immersed in impressions of indigenous communities
without investment in distinguishing
relationships within ecological nature
from communications...Read More

The leaves were turning red and gold;
And frost was in the air.
When they rounded up the Acadians,
From Miquelon and Saint Pierre.

It was a time for groaning;
A cry from Cajun lips.
When they rounded up those Frenchmen;
And loaded them on ships.

So they...Read More

Lined face and hands of leather
   Her body punished by blazing-hot weather
She'd worked the fields for 50-plus years
   Her energy drained, along with the swamps
      ~For the kibbutz whose ideals she...Read More

Ninety-four degrees today!
September 15th, 2019.
Come on. What kind of joke is this?

The Chiefs will be playing football in August weather.
Sweat running down their backs, wet hair, uncomfortable.
Slamming into each other and getting hurt, less fun.

Our climate is changing so rapidly.
Kansas...Read More

The roar I had heard 
before ever I’d arrived
Tempting and enticing 
this place had been described

As closer I could feel 
a gentle spray upon my cheeks
From deep inside excited sounds  
emerge as squeals and squeaks 

This force from Mother...Read More

DON'T TELL STRANGERS
SOMETHING YOU THINK I SHOULD KNOW
HAVING ME FEEL AWKWARD
JUST LET ME KNOW
AINT SOMETHING STRANGE
ABOUT NOT KNOWING
ESPECIALLY WHEN
YOU SHOULD BE KNOWING
DON'T TELL STRANGERS
BABY
LET ME KNOW



IT'S A STORY ABOUT A WOMAN WHO HAD A FRIEND
WHO WISHED TO SEPERATE
THE WOMAN FROM...Read More

When directors of social justice,
whether parents
or teachers
or community leaders
or religious leaders
and eco-political livers,
lovers address EarthJustice
by recommending immersion experiences,
journeys to commune with hurting populations
and species
and systems,

We provide a better justice service
by remembering that most vulnerable populations
suffering from diverse systemic subclimate pathologies
are...Read More

Not that I pity myself
While holding a gun on my temple with this gentle discipline,
My identity is clear but my behaviour is doubtful
To the extent of brutish masculinity – defined as stubbornness.
Oh Majesty! of all frozen bouquets of white lilies...Read More

Hot air…
We’ve got far too much of it
Rising from the un-drained swamps of Washington, DC.
Shortsighted thinkers must face long-term problems.
Masses of turbulent air from the right and the left collide
With much thunder and lightning
But without a noticeable result.

Let’s “make America...Read More

If only you knew
Of how painful is the throb
That grips my heart
When I think of how cold you are
Towards me, Love!

If only you knew,
Of how powerful are the waves
That strike my coast
Submerging me in their surge
Drowning my tears in them
Killing...Read More

I asked the question, where ya bounce? 

My mami was lazy peepin on the new big tymer, cruizin' thru town 

She said he was crunk, like out of this world 

They were just poppin' the trunk and keeping it real...Read More

The Bloodhound

I hate my job.
I am a work dog who can sniff out life and wrongdoing.
I nip at the tired heels in shackles.
I sniffed for the ensnarled and enslaved
on barren southern soil.
I sniff for vulnerable creatures.
My bark is a hoarse...Read More

Without form and void, 
The world gave a lunatic gaze. 
Lack of luminous light love bought,
Darkness did give her a chase. 
Open to no one was her, 
Water beneath and air above. 
Open to someone was the stars, 
Lodging in...Read More

Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 6/9/2019

Almost in all of Europe, the limit has been exceeded
Not yesterday - long ago, but the minority
Had everything except empathy and servants on the leash: 
Officials favored by governments, police, and army
- This is how the...Read More

Before you fall,
  you’ve got to stand

Your voice once stalled,
  fates reprimand

The paradigm floats,
  on swamps that drain

Where praise cries out
   —false hope again

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016) 
...Read More

The awakening with which I was blessed
Is the most precious gift that Life could
Ever give me!

No amount of materials would ever be worth it
Since, in the very end,
The material body rots
And shatters into dust particles,
Having not even by its side,
Remnants...Read More

Blue-Green Earth

Once man takes his last footfall
When his influence died off with him
Nature will once again rise up
And it will take a very short time
For man to be totally forgotten
Jungles and swamps will reappear
Erasing the building and roads
The deserts will...Read More